football king

"Stop pretending to me here, you kid didn't come back to see us during the summer break, what else do you have to say?" Mordred couldn't hide from the captain's ears.

"It hurts, it hurts, captain, I'm an adult, I can't keep pulling my ears like before!" Mordred was a little shorter than the captain, and he could only stand on his feet when his ears were lifted like this, looking very pitiful.

They almost grew up together, and they are already used to this fight.

Everyone folded their arms and watched the joke, without any intention of stepping forward to help.

At this moment, Mordred really wanted to look up to the sky and sigh, the sky has failed me!How could he be given such a group of unreliable teammates.

"Okay, okay, it's rare for him to come back, don't you want to train him bloody." Doyle still had a little love for his companions, and quickly rescued Mordred.

Then Doyle rolled his eyes, "When he didn't come back, he talked about it every day, for fear that he would be bullied in La Liga, and now everyone is pretending to be a big-tailed wolf when he comes back."

A few spectators around showed embarrassing expressions, and the few players who were newly transferred this year watched them make a fuss.

"It's a pity that Beckham is gone. Otherwise, that kid must be the first to come over and talk about you. He even told me before the transfer. If you don't visit him again, he will expose all your dark history."

Hearing this, Mordred immediately stopped playing tricks, and quickly turned his head to look at De La Garza, "Did he really say that? I'm so unloved by friends! If he dares to expose my dark history, I will tell the whole world He especially likes eating eel jelly!"

Everyone laughed at this incompetent rage.

For a while, the air was filled with a burst of joy, and Doyle, who was almost dying of laughter, put his arms around his shoulders and said, "That guy already broke the news himself on variety shows, and you still need to promote it?"

"What! How dare he spread the word about such an unpalatable thing! He's a man." Mordred remembered that he used to be mean and ate a piece.

Since then, he has never touched Beckham's food again. In his words, it costs money to eat food from other countries.

Eat British food, to die for.

However, Mordred didn't dwell on this issue, and turned to ask them, "Is today's training over?"

"What do you think?"

A slightly deep voice sounded from behind Mordred, and Mordred found that the laughing brothers in front of him all had serious expressions.

Mordred turned around in surprise in an instant, and put his arms around the other's neck, "Coach!! I thought you weren't here, why didn't you come to see me just now."

Mordred hung his whole body on him, and was finally rejected.

"Get off me! Didn't you just say that you are an adult? Now it doesn't count?"

Although the tone is serious, it is not spoiled.

As long as anyone present opened his eyes, he could see how much the other party loved him.

Mordred rubbed his nose, got off the coach and asked weakly: "Did I bother you, coach?"

Seeing his pitiful appearance, how could he be angry, "Hmph, I know it will delay our training, so why don't you come in time for the summer break!"

All right, he knows.

Mordred shrugged helplessly, why did everyone think he didn't come back to visit!

The coach also knew that he had a hard time in La Liga, and the most important thing was to integrate into the team, so he turned the topic away.

Everyone came to the locker room slowly, and Mordred looked carefully at the locker room.

It's still the same as before, nothing has changed, as if he can join training at any time when he comes back, and the teammates are still the same as before.

But Mordred knows that this place is already in the past tense, no matter how much you miss it, people must move forward.

Mordred thought about those disturbing things again, and began to tell them interesting stories in La Liga.

When he heard that he was fouled, the captain who had always spoiled Mordred was so angry that he wanted to drag those people out and beat them up.

Today's Los Angeles Galaxy showed a different style because of the arrival of Mordred.

Doyle also sighed. Since Mordred and Beckham left, the team environment has changed a lot. Although he often activates the atmosphere in the locker room, compared to Mordred, who is a natural The live treasure is still a little bit worse.

"You are an adult now! Let's go, let's go drink! Take you to meet the market!"

A very straight guy in the team stood up, hugged Mordred, and there was a clear contrast. Mordred and him put together, and the defender was almost as thick as one side.

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After Mordred returned home, he was shaking, and Lin Yue looked angry.

"You tell me every day that you need to have the quality of a professional player, but what you drink now is called professional quality like a drunk?"

It's not that she hates her son's drinking, she also likes to get drunk when she has no inspiration, but he talks about protecting his body every day, but this time he came back after drinking like this.

If you don't teach him a lesson, it will happen again next time.

As a result, as soon as she got angry, Mordred crawled onto the sofa like a beautiful snake, rubbing his head against the sofa fabric.

"Mom, I'm just so happy today, they didn't blame me, I thought they would be angry, and then they wouldn't even let me in, but they were still the same as before, talking and laughing, as if I didn't leave .”

"Hey hey, it's just that I didn't see Lao Bei today, otherwise I would be happier."

Mordred hugged the pillow of the sofa, as if hugging Lin Yue's arm, and said those words affectionately.

Lin Yue, who was going to educate Mordred, couldn't help but soften her heart when she saw this scene.

Pulling away the pillow from his hand, she sat next to him just like when she was a child, patting his back.

A writhing Mordred just stopped, his eyes were dizzy from seeing everything, but he still wanted to talk, to express the joy in his heart.

He never transferred in his last life until his death, because he knew that he was the pillar of the team, and even if he stood on the sidelines, he would become the pillar of the younger generation of players. They went to the field with the belief that they would not let him down.

But in this life, he did not choose a city to die in, because the top Galacticos in La Liga and the professional level of the United States are not at the same level at all. He chose to transfer for a better career.

On the day of his transfer, all the fans of the Los Angeles Galaxy came to see him off, but there were also many banners saying that he was an extreme fan of Judah.

So when he was in La Liga, he tried his best to forget the past. He didn't want to see the disappointed eyes of his teammates. That is to say, Doyle and the others played together since they were young. He didn't worry about it. He was really afraid of facing other people.

But everything that happened today made Mordred seem to be floating on the clouds. No one accused him, and everything was the same as before. He was not the Judas that those people talked about.

Mordred was laughing foolishly like this, while being called to play chess by Mr. Zhou.

Lin Yue looked at Mordred who was gradually falling asleep, and couldn't help but poked his smooth cheek with a book and complained in a low voice: "You boy, you have been so thoughtful since you were a child, why don't you follow your mother and I'm bright and cheerful, but I just learned it." That scumbag has a delicate mind."

Although he was talking, Lin Yue ordered to take out a quilt from the house to cover him, and the weather at night was unpredictable.

Mordred wakes up with a hangover and feels like his head is not his own. Ever since he became an adult, all the bosses in Real Madrid have looked at him like his father. If he wins at most, go to the bar and let him have a few sips of champagne. As for those Wine with a relatively high purity...he couldn't even take a look at it, and the indirectness caused him to drink extremely badly now.

"Wake up, I won't keep you for dinner when I wake up, this is a plane ticket, hurry back today."

Lin Yue drank millet porridge with one hand and flipped through documents with the other.

Mordred even gave Mordred a look, which made Mordred a little depressed. He reached out and took the bowl of millet porridge, drank it up and smiled at Lin Yue.

That is to say, this face is hard to deal with, otherwise this character would have been beaten to death long ago.

Lin Yue rolled her eyes, took the empty bowl and added two more bowls of millet porridge.

"Don't play tricks on me. Although your physical fitness is not good, your recovery ability is one-on-one. At the beginning, you made a feat with me. Three years later, you will push Real Madrid to a new peak. Why are you slacking off now?"

Mordred drank the millet porridge again, "Mom, I'm a human, not a robot. Is it normal for me to be lazy? It's rare for me to be lazy once in a century, and I still have to be trained like this by you." , I'm really going to get a little emotional."

The voice was elongated, and the originally clear voice became soft, as if she was acting like a baby.

Lin Yue couldn't help shivering. Was her son possessed by something in La Liga?

But as a woman, she still likes it.

"I just don't want you who swore in front of me that you would rather die than go to the modeling industry to disappear."

"Then you are overthinking. The fate between me and football in this life is constantly playing and can't be cut. It's okay to be lazy, but it's impossible to give up." Mordred said firmly, and in a trance Lin Yue saw the old The boy who stood resolutely in front of him and said that he must play football.

The kid really hasn't changed.

Lin Yue took a sip of the millet porridge contentedly, "Your agent called me yesterday and asked me to persuade you to go back to shoot commercials earlier. That's why I bought you a plane ticket early."

Mordred knelt down to Mendes, this is simply the reincarnation of Zhou Papi!The white-haired girl is not as miserable as him, is she?

But what else could he say?If he is lazy, someone will hang a carrot on his face.

Mordred took the plane ticket, smelling the fragrance of gardenias in the room and enjoying the rare cleanliness at this time.

When he got on the plane again, Mordred, who had thought of being lazy, actually felt a little excited in his heart. He just left for a day, and he missed Chris a little bit.

The author has something to say:

The cold didn't go away, and my aunt came again... I think God wants me to die.I go to work at seven in the morning, and my lips are white _(:з」∠)_.

I have already asked for leave tomorrow, and it is estimated that there will be 6000 words tomorrow, so I will make up for what I missed last time.